Wow such treasures at your finger tips you are so lucky to still have these. I am hoping to inherit off my aunt a childs pushchair i played with as a little girl i have sweet memorys of this and i will treasure this for years to come but alas i have nothing else,but i have saved lots of things from my children growing up and i pass them on when they have grown up and have a place of their own.

Ice/snow, I'm not sure what it is out there but my yard is beautiful! It's probably about 4 or 5 inches of ice/snow out there now. I panicked and did the grocery store thing early last night. Made spaghetti w/Italian sausage, and a pineapple upside cake at about 3a.m. You know we hardly ever get weather like this here. Like a crazy person I stayed up ALL NIGHT LONG, just because I could. Went to bed at 6, got back up at noon. Now I'm working on enlarging a skirt pattern. I just know that I'm not going out there today! Need to go start the car up though I guess. Stay safe my Friend!

Hi Julia, Wow--I can't imagine ice and snow this year. We have gorgeous fall weather..and the birds and squirrels think our pond is their personal oasis. The leaves are piled high..and walks in the woods and the cold air just leave me speechless!

I love your poem..How sweet! I'm sewing a little bit, but back to doing school too..mostly math. And I grilled a brisket today for hubby's boss and co-worker who are staying with us all week.

Next week, I get to start babysitting once a week, my two grandchildren who live nearby! Hurray!

I love reading what's up with you. I'm dying to use my new serger for the fabric I bought for curtains, and tablecloth and new couch pillows. Now if only I had time. But I'm crossing my fingers for next week. :o)

You might like to see my post on how to make a fabric shower curtain. I designed one for a friend and now I want to make a new one for us too. :o)

About Me

I am a grandmommma who loves to sew. I also love any creative outlet that I can express myself in, such as painting, drawing, sherenshnitte, and writing. I am the "baby girl" of my mother who is in a nursing home. I wish I could get into her head to understand what is going on in there sometimes. I will reflect upon my observations, therefore, using this as a therapy of sorts for myself.